My Healing Games

Chapter 470 It's Han Fei, not a bandit! (5200 votes, please vote!)
The old lady, who was about to enter the store, was stunned for a moment and has now been carried out of the department store by Han Fei.

She clutched the package in her hand, somewhat at a loss.

"Grandma, don't be nervous. You saved my life, so of course I won't hurt you." After confirming that the monster in the shrine wouldn't come out for the time being, Han Fei put the old woman down.

With her feet on the ground, the old lady turned and walked away, her steps unsteady yet surprisingly fast.

"A drop of water in need is a spring of water in return." Han Fei gently placed his hand on the old man's shoulder: "I'll show you something. I risked my life to get it for you."

The old man waved his hand repeatedly, showing no intention of turning back, until Han Fei took out a black and white portrait from the bag.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the portrait of the deceased. Her dim old eyes were unable to look away from the man in the photo.

The old woman's world seemed to fall silent; she could hear nothing, her cloudy eyes fixed on the face in the photograph.

"My son, this is my son..."

"The department store owner killed him, trapped him in the shrine you worshipped every day, and turned him into a manhole cover to seal away resentment." Han Fei didn't want to hide it and told the old man the truth: "The so-called 'doing a thousand good deeds to find your child' is just a lie by Boss Gu. He uses your good deeds to accumulate merit for himself."

“This is my son, he’s grown so much…” The old man raised his arm, his trembling hand gently touching the face in the portrait: “It’s so cold, yet he’s still wearing such thin clothes. I knitted so many sweaters for him, are they too small? Can he not wear them anymore?”

The old lady is quite old and has difficulty communicating with people normally. Now she is extremely agitated and cannot listen to Han Fei at all.

“Grandma, your child will not be truly free even after death. To free him, you must destroy the shrine.”

"Will destroying the shrine bring my son back?" The old woman looked up at Han Fei, her calloused hands supporting the bottom of the portrait.

Han Fei's mouth was slightly open, but the words he wanted to say couldn't be uttered. He didn't want to deceive a kind old man.

Destroy the shrine, and in that tomorrow that no one has ever been, will the old man's child really be able to return?

Seeing that Han Fei did not speak, the old man held his son's portrait in his hands and walked towards the other side of the road: "I want to go home, and I want to take my son home with me."

Han Fei chased after them, holding an umbrella, and thoughtfully moved the umbrella over to the old man.

The rain was getting heavier, but the old man seemed not to hear it, and continued walking forward while holding the portrait.

The night in the world of memories is extremely dangerous. After leaving the department store, Han Fei dared not wander around and had no choice but to follow the old man.

In the city shrouded in rain, the sound of the downpour drowned out everything, and even the mutated monsters rarely appeared anymore.

The elderly woman is in poor health and is quite old, so she needs to rest for a while after walking a certain distance.

They walked and stopped intermittently, and as they passed an intersection, the old man suddenly looked up and asked Han Fei, "Did you hear anything?"

"The rain is too heavy." Han Fei's senses are far beyond those of ordinary people, but even so, he didn't hear any strange sounds.

"Someone is calling me..." The old woman suddenly became anxious, clutching the portrait and looking around repeatedly.

Han Fei also found it strange; everything around him seemed normal, and there weren't even any mutated monsters.

"Did you hear that right?" Han Fei looked at the old man, his gaze inadvertently falling on the portrait. The man in the photo was gone.

"mom!"

A voice rang out from across the street. The old man and Han Fei looked over together. The man in the portrait was standing against a streetlamp, panting heavily. He kept waving at the old man: "The rain is too heavy. You should go home quickly! Don't wander around! I'll go back tomorrow!"

The man's voice echoed in the rain. The old man stood still, staring at the other side of the road.

"I'm not cold at all! Don't worry about me, I'll be back soon!" The man smiled, waved, turned and left from under the streetlight, disappearing into the darkness.

Han Fei hadn't expected this to happen. After the man disappeared, he glanced at the portrait one last time.

The man's figure reappeared in the portrait, but his expression was no longer gloomy, and there were some water droplets on the surface of the photo.

"Grandma, your son will be home soon, don't worry about him," Han Fei said softly. The old woman, however, continued to gaze across the street, her eyes seemingly fixed on the streetlights. "What's wrong?" she asked.

The old man rubbed his eyes, wiped the rain off his face, and pointed blankly at the streetlights in the rain.

Is that the moon?

Han Fei didn't understand why the old woman would suddenly ask such a question. Perhaps the old woman knew very well that her child was no longer alive, and she was just deceiving herself over and over again. When the person closest to her actually appeared, she even suspected that she was hallucinating because she missed him too much.

"Grandma, let me stay with you until my brother comes back." Han Fei carried the old woman on his back: "He will definitely come back after the shrine is destroyed."

Now everyone's fate has changed, and no one knows what tomorrow will bring. Han Fei felt that, at least in this world of memories, he should help the old man make up for his regrets, as a way of repaying the old man for saving him.

An elderly person and a young child walked together in the heavy rain, sharing an umbrella.

Strangely enough, the city became increasingly alienated, but no ghosts or monsters bothered the old man.

Han Fei, who was carrying the old lady, also felt much more relaxed, and his mood score didn't drop much.

After walking along the main road and turning into the alley, just as they were about to reach the old man's house, Han Fei's phone suddenly vibrated.

He answered the phone, and a man's voice came from the other end.

"Li Long and Li Hu have both disappeared! It seems they have been kidnapped by someone. You'd better come to the West District as soon as possible so we can discuss this in person."

Han Fei recognized the voice. He quickly remembered that the person who called him was called Brother Snake, the leader of the gang of thugs in the West District.

"Li Long was marked by the Seven Fingers. I was planning to go see him again tomorrow, but it seems I was too late."

"You know Seven Fingers and his gang very well?" Snake Brother was shrewd and spoke quickly: "Ever since Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers disappeared, strange things have been happening in the West District. Several businesses have vanished overnight, leaving no trace. I sent my men to look for clues, but none of the brothers from before have returned."

"Don't make any rash moves; you are no match for ten fingers."

"Ten fingers? They really are a tightly organized group of psychopathic killers." Snake gritted his teeth in hatred, his words revealing a hint of anxiety and unease.

Han Fei, a master of acting, had already figured out Snake's current psychological state. He tentatively asked, "If only Li Long and Li Hu were missing, you wouldn't have specifically called to invite me to the West District. Are there any other people missing from your life?"

Hearing Han Fei's words, Snake Brother remained silent for a moment before speaking: "That's right, my only daughter has also disappeared, and those murderers have now turned their knives on me..."

Before Snake could finish speaking, a scream suddenly came from the other end of the phone, followed by what sounded like a teacup being smashed.

"Damn it, no more than three people know the address of this secret room. How did they find it?" Snake Brother's expression became even more tense. As if he were making his last wishes, he hurriedly said to Han Fei, "Among the people I know, only you have a way to deal with those lunatics. Help me get rid of those lunatics, and I'll give you anything you want!"

"No problem, I'll go to Xicheng District right now."

"I've arranged for my men to meet you at the teahouse. I've had enough of living, but please, you must rescue my daughter!" As the footsteps drew closer, Snake Brother immediately hung up the phone.

"Your fingers move so fast." When Han Fei heard what the boss said, he had a premonition that Snake Brother would be in trouble, because this thug's name also contained an animal. According to the boss, Snake Brother was also one of the offerings on the altar.

"Li Long, Li Hu, Snake Brother, Pei Yang... Are Ten Fingers fighting with Boss Gu for the sacrificial offerings?" Han Fei thought of another person. He tried to call Huang Li, and after a long time, the call was actually answered: "Sister Huang? You're awake?"

Han Fei was quite surprised and spoke, but a moment later, Boss Gu's cold and indifferent voice came from the phone: "Huang Li hasn't fully woken up yet. The doctor and I are discussing how to treat her."

"Thank you for your hard work, boss."

"It's raining so hard over there. Aren't you in the shop right now?" Boss Gu's tone changed slightly.

"The billboard outside the mall was washed down by the heavy rain, and I'm trying to figure out how to put it back up."

"Ignore those things and go back to the shop immediately. Check if anything has happened there."

"Don't worry, boss, everything is normal! There are no problems!" Han Fei said confidently.

"I still feel uneasy. Don't leave the store tonight. By the way, you didn't go into the underground warehouse, did you?" Boss Gu felt inexplicably uneasy, so he asked Han Fei another question.

"No, but..."

"But what?"

"Two strange customers came to the mall tonight. They had tattoos that looked like human heads on their bodies and kept loitering at the store entrance. They didn't seem like good people," Han Fei recalled as he reported to his boss.

"Another head tattoo?!" Boss Gu's mood became noticeably agitated: "Don't open for business tonight, close immediately. You just stay in the shop and keep watch."

"Those two people don't seem to have left yet. Should I go and kick them out of the mall?"

“You’re no match for them. Close the shop,” Boss Gu said with absolute certainty.

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Han Fei carried the old lady on his back and prepared to go to the West District, showing no intention of returning to the mall.

The old lady patted Han Fei on the shoulder, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Grandma, only reporting good news and not bad news is also a workplace skill. I've ruined several industries based on these experiences I've accumulated..."

Braving the rain, they walked a long way before finally encountering a taxi.

To prevent the driver from being a ghost in disguise, Han Fei placed the wishing jar and the portrait of the deceased on the passenger seat, keeping a close watch on the driver with his eyes on him at all times.

As a result, the other party sped along, its potential was unleashed, and it arrived in the West District in just over ten minutes.

"It's because I was with the old man that these ghosts didn't become evil."

After getting off the car, Han Fei carried the old man into the desolate western district. He passed through construction sites and finally arrived at the teahouse.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the lights came on instantly, and several men dressed in black walked out of the private room. Han Fei recognized the man in the lead; he was the waiter who had been following Snake Brother last time.

"Don't get agitated, it was Brother Snake who called me here." Han Fei raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm.

“We’re not excited, we just feel…” The man really didn’t expect Han Fei to carry an old lady to the gang’s hideout late at night: “It’s okay, Brother Snake has already told us to cooperate with you unconditionally.”

How many brothers do we still have?

"There are only about thirty people who can come right now. I will notify the various outposts when it gets light, and we should be able to gather about one or two hundred people." The male waiter took out his phone. "In addition, some old members who have retired from the gang will also help us. They are scattered around the Shahe area, just like the missing Li Long and Li Hu. They usually act as informants, but they will come back when it matters."

"There are quite a few people here, so I'm relieved." Han Fei placed the old lady next to the heater and brought her a blanket.

"We can't get in touch with Brother Snake anymore. He's probably already run into that group of people." The waiter and the guys in the teahouse were all very anxious; they were extremely loyal to Brother Snake.

"There's no use in rushing. I can tell you very clearly that Brother Snake has been captured by those lunatics. They know the location of the secret room." Han Fei searched for paper and pen on the table.

"Damn it! What are we waiting for? Let's get over there!"

"Fight them! My life was given to me by Brother Snake; when you're in this business, you have to have a code of honor!"

Several burly men started shouting, but Han Fei just shook his head: "You won't save Brother Snake like this; you'll only kill him instead."

Standing up, Han Fei walked up to the male waiter: "Since Brother Snake made you all follow my orders, it's because he knows that only I can truly rescue him. I know those lunatics very well; their real target isn't Brother Snake, but Boss Gu of the department store."

"Boss Gu?" Several people in the teahouse looked at Han Fei with suspicion. "What does this have to do with Boss Gu?"

“I can help you understand it in a simpler way: all the misfortunes that happened in Shahe were because of Boss Gu. Those crazy and perverted people were his subordinates, but they had an internal conflict because of the unequal distribution of the spoils.”

"A double-cross?"

“But you must remember one thing: whether it’s Boss Gu or those lunatics, they will kill Brother Snake at the right time, so we must be prepared to deal with both of them at the same time.” Han Fei walked around the room, looking for paper and pen.

“Those lunatics will fight to the death with the mall owner, so let them wear each other down first, and secretly look for their weaknesses.”

“The psychopathic killer is easy to deal with because everyone knows they are vicious and crazy; the real troublemaker is Boss Gu. As the most famous philanthropist and entrepreneur in Shahe, everyone supports and respects him and believes every word he says. If he thinks we are murderers, even if we did not kill anyone, we will be misunderstood by the general public and completely put in a passive position.”

"What should we do then?" The waiter hadn't expected things to be so complicated.

"Have some of the brothers keep an eye on Ten Fingers, but remember not to get too close; the rest of you go and spread the word that Boss Gu is a fake philanthropist who drove his wife to her death, embezzled his friends' assets, and murdered his own brother." Han Fei had played the novelist Spider before, and in order to play that role well, he also learned some storytelling skills.

"What the public likes to hear and see is all here. Just do as I write." Han Fei found paper and pen and wrote down Boss Gu's many evil deeds.

"Is this all?" The male waiter, who had been prepared to fight to the death, put down the razor blade and picked up the script.

"Talk is cheap, we need to get the evidence now." Han Fei's goal was to destroy the shrine, and to destroy the shrine, he first had to destroy the biggest beneficiary, Boss Gu.

When he is a well-known philanthropist and entrepreneur, many people will believe what he says, but if he becomes a murderer and monster, then no matter what he does, he will be hated by people.

“Snake Brother will not be sacrificed alive until all the offerings are collected. He is safe for the time being, so we will use this time to find out the truth.”

"Are you sure you can find evidence of what Boss Gu did? He's a well-known good man." After reading Han Fei's script, the waiter felt a chill run down his spine. There couldn't possibly be such a cruel and perverted guy in the world.

"You don't need to worry about that. The truth itself has a mouth." Han Fei took off his soaked clothes, and under the stimulation of the resentment well water, all the ghost patterns on his body surfaced.

That moment also terrified the thugs present; they had never seen such a terrifying tattoo before!

Would an ordinary shop assistant have such a tattoo?

After changing into the black trench coat that Snake Brother wore in his youth, Han Fei looked at his arms, which were entangled with ghost patterns, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "Drive, we're going to Shaheyuan tonight."

When Han Fei called Huang Li, he unexpectedly learned that his boss was in the hospital. He was probably worried that the last "sacrifice" would be snatched away by Shi Zhi, but this gave Han Fei the opportunity.

“Shaheyuan? That’s where the richest people in Shahe live.” The waiter was initially worried that Han Fei wouldn’t fit into their style, but now he was worried that Han Fei was too crazy and might do something outrageous.

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say." Han Fei hid the Rebirth Knife in his clothes. He stood by the window, outside was a raging storm and a night so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

"Okay, okay." The waiter lowered his head. Even when Snake was young, he didn't have Han Fei's aura. That ruthlessness and madness was so intense that it was almost impossible to look him in the eye. "What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and prepare the car!"

After all the underlings ran out of the room, the male waiter regretted it. He stood alone next to Han Fei and realized that cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

"Do you feel warm?"

"No, it's not hot." The waiter wiped his forehead and asked cautiously, "I was in such a hurry last time that I don't know how to address you."

"My name is Han Fei."

"Great name, so fitting." After praising it, the male waiter cautiously asked, "So what did you do before? You don't seem like an ordinary shop assistant."

"You have so many questions." Han Fei turned around, just as lightning flashed across the window, and stared at the waiter's neck as he mentioned a rather uncommon profession.

"Butcher, midnight butcher."

The climax has begun! Charge! Charge! Charge!

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